The beautiful little trainee of the men's team F class

The results of the theme song assessment finally came out.

Shi Zhe received an A rating unanimously given by the four mentors, which is a well-deserved A.

He Zhou received a B rating.

There are no mistakes in his singing and dancing, but his movement strength and typhoon are still a bit lacking.

But the dance instructor spoke highly of He Zhou: "He Zhou has made great progress from Class F to Class B. If you work harder, you may break into Class A."

It was the first time that He Zhou, who was not very good at anything, was praised in public.

His ears turned red with embarrassment: "Thank you, mentor."

The trainees in the audience were also applauding for He Zhou.

“Zhouzhou is great!”

"Look good at Zhouzhou!"

As He Zhou's roommate, Xia Mingxu applauded the hardest: "Zhou Zhou! You can dance the theme song so well! I really worry about you for nothing!"

At first, he thought that Zhou Zhou was so stupid that he would definitely not be able to learn the theme song in just a few days.

I didn't expect Zhou Zhou to be so outstanding, it was hard to take your eyes off when you stood on the stage.

It seems that Shi Zhe has a lot of skills, and he can teach Zhou Zhou as if he has been reborn.

But soon Xia Mingxu felt again: If I were to teach Zhouzhou, I might really not be able to do it.

Zhou Zhou is so beautiful and delicate, even if he frowns slightly, my heart will soften.

I can't be as indifferent and serious as Shi Zhe, who can continue to be angry after crying Zhouzhou.

Therefore, only Shi Zhe's unkind personality can teach Zhou Zhou out.

At the other end of the trainee's seat, Wen Ye sat quietly, staring at the beautiful and eye-catching junior He Zhou on the stage without saying a word.

The handsome amber eyes were deeply dimmed, and the dark eyes reflected the exquisite figure of the elementary school boy on the stage.

Wen Ye saw very clearly just now that when He Zhou sang and danced the theme song, all his gestures carried the shadow of Shi Zhe.

It's as if every movement angle has been carefully tuned|taught by Shi Zhe.

Wen Ye knew best that his elementary school boy didn't have any singing and dancing foundation before.

To teach a person with zero foundation in singing and dancing to such an excellent level within a few days, it seems that Shi Zhe has spent a lot of effort on He Zhou.

Even more than what Wen Ye expected.

In particular, He Zhou's angle of raising his chin and turning his waist was exactly the same as Shi Zhe's.

I don't know how He Zhou was practiced repeatedly by Shi Zhe with his chin and waist held by Shi Zhe these days.

Thinking of this, the dark and deep depression in Wen Ye's eyes was almost uncontrollable...

He Zhou on the stage was very happy when he learned that his theme song got a B grade.

The pretty little trainee is still panting because she just finished singing and dancing.Small and delicate mouth, slightly open.

He felt a little hot, and his slender fingers loosened the neckline, revealing his snow-white collarbone.

On the right side of the collarbone, there is a half-centimeter pale white mark that has healed.

At this moment, because of strenuous exercise, it was also slightly stained with light red.It is a very seductive color.

Shi Zhe's clear and handsome gaze fell on He Zhou's collarbone, and he paused for a few seconds.

His eyes were deep and silent, making it impossible to know what was going on in his heart.

Afterwards, Shi Zhe moved his gaze upwards, looked into He Zhou's beautiful eyes, and stretched out his hand: "Zhou Zhou. You danced well."

Shi Zhe's sleeves were rolled up to the elbows, and the exposed arms had firm lines and smooth arcs.

His pupils are very dark, and they are as handsome as the surface of a still lake.

Standing on the stage at this moment, Shi Zhe's demeanor is no longer the cold and alienated in the past, but has a breathtaking appeal.

Dazzling lights shone all over his body, so perfect and superior that everyone present couldn't help but look at him.

He Zhou was stunned: Shi Zhe on the stage seemed to be a different person!

Not fierce at all.And so handsome!

Could this be the legendary stage physique and idol temperament?

The pretty little trainee was silently stunned for a while.

By the time he realized Shi Zhe reached out to him, several seconds had passed.

He Zhou, who reacted a little slower, thought to himself:

Shi Zhe must have wanted to shake my hand.

Out of politeness, I should also respond.

But when He Zhou reached out his hand too, it was empty.

Shi Zhe gently rubbed his head.

"You performed well today, congratulations." Shi Zhe's voice was deep and textured, like jade falling into a lake.

He Zhou: "..."

His hands were still raised in mid-air with nowhere to place them.

Embarrassed, her cheeks turned red.

He thought sullenly: Shi Zhe must have thought that I was too slow to react and would rub my hair when he didn't want to shake hands with me.

But Shi Zhe's hands are so big, it seems that he can easily cover my head completely.

You can feel the warmth of the opponent's palm on the top of your head.

The tip of the nose can also smell the faint fragrance, like the breath of cedar in winter.

"Shi Zhe, thank you for teaching me the theme song." He Zhou expressed his gratitude politely.

The voice is clear, with a cute little milk voice.

The light brown pupils of the little trainee were as beautiful as the stars in the night sky.

Under the bright stage lights, his cheeks were dazzlingly white, and his whole body was clean and beautiful.

When Shi Zhe looked down at the unbelievably beautiful He Zhou, he narrowed his eyes slightly: "Zhou Zhou, for the next stage assessment task, you and I will be in the same team."

In the indifferent tone, there was something that could not be refused.

"I, think about it." He Zhou actually didn't want to agree, but he didn't dare to refuse.

During the theme song practice, Shi Zhe stared at me so strictly, it was already very miserable.

He didn't want to stay with Shi Zhe when he had a stage mission.

Soon, He Zhou ran off the stage with the excuse that "the trainees for the next group assessment are coming soon."

The appearance of dodging Shi Zhe in a hurry is very much like an innocent little white rabbit trying to avoid the big bad wolf far away.

The trainees at the scene were all whispering.

"Shi Zhe and He Zhou have such a good relationship, Shi Zhe even touched He Zhou's head."

"He Zhou looked so cute when he was petted on the head."

"Zhouzhou's hair looks very soft, I want to rub it too."

"Seriously, who here doesn't want to rub the head of the beautiful Zhouzhou? But can you beat Shi Zhe?"

As He Zhou's roommate, Xia Mingxu expressed his opinion: "Zhou Zhou hates Shi Zhe very much, and Zhou Zhou always tells me that Shi Zhe hates him. When Zhou Zhou interacted with Shi Zhe on the stage just now, did you see Don’t come out, Zhou Zhou’s expression is very reluctant?”

The other trainees made fun of Xia Mingxu.

"I feel your tone is sour."

"You are jealous of Shi Zhe."

Xia Mingxu: "..."

Am I really sour?

It seems that there is a little bit.

On the other side, Wen Ye looked at Shi Zhe and his elementary school brother He Zhou when they were on the same stage for the assessment. Although the expression on his face was calm, there was no trace of light in his amber pupils.

When he saw Shi Zhe raised his hand to rub He Zhou's hair, his gaze was even more silent like a pool of stagnant water.

At this time, a trainee next to him asked Wen Ye: "Does your elementary school brother He Zhou have a good relationship with Shi Zhe?"

The gloom in Wen Ye's eyes was instantly hidden, and a gentle smile appeared on his lips, and he replied, "Actually, Zhou Zhou is not familiar with Shi Zhe. The interaction is just polite."

But the smile only floated on the surface, not reaching the bottom of the eyes at all.

It wasn't until He Zhou ran down from the stage and waved at Wen Ye that the oppressive gloom in Wen Ye's eyes finally eased a bit.

……

After the theme song assessment was over, the senior Wen Ye took the initiative to stop He Zhou: "To celebrate Zhou Zhou's promotion to Class B, let's eat dessert together to celebrate."

"Okay." He Zhou was in a good mood and immediately agreed.

But he secretly thought in his heart that when he checked out by himself later, he would also pay for the dessert money from the senior.

After all, the senior fell out with his family in order to pursue his dream of singing and dancing, and his family cut off his tuition and living expenses.It is not easy for seniors to make money by themselves.

He Zhou, who is pampered and afraid of hardship and fatigue, has always admired people like seniors who can work hard and not admit defeat in adversity.

In the past, in order to support the dreams of the seniors, He Zhou would always secretly give the seniors more tuition fees.

But all of them were sent back by the seniors.

Later, He Zhou always used the excuse that eating alone was boring, and he wanted to invite his seniors to eat together.

In fact, I want to use this method to help the seniors save some living expenses.

Later, the senior, Wen Ye, finally succeeded in signing an entertainment company and accepted some advertising endorsements.

He Zhou also always buys a lot of products endorsed by senior Wen Ye, quietly supporting the senior...

There is also a small cake room in the small supermarket downstairs of the dormitory, which sells all kinds of delicious cakes and desserts.

He Zhou's favorite is the strawberry milk flavored cake.

He picked out a box he liked, and was about to pay for himself and the senior together.

"Your friend has settled the bill for you." The supermarket owner said.

"Ah?" He Zhou looked at Wen Ye in a daze, and said, "Senior, I should invite you."

"Qian Zhouzhou has to argue with the senior for such a little money?" Wen Ye gently took He Zhou's slender wrist, and handed a bottle of fresh milk he just bought into He Zhou's palm, "Just tell the senior what Zhou Zhou wants to eat." , the senior will buy it for you."

"But the senior still has to save tuition and living expenses, senior, don't spend money for me." The young trainee's exquisite pupils shone with a beautiful broken light, and his eyes were sincere.

"Zhouzhou don't have to worry about me. I made a lot of money from my new single, and the endorsement fee from the recent commercials is also very high. It's enough to pay for tuition and living expenses, and it's no problem to support another Zhouzhou."

The pretty little trainee with a simple mind didn't understand what the senior said.

He was only joking with himself as a senior, and even said heartlessly: "It's better not to, I'm very picky about what I eat and wear, and it's expensive to raise me..."

After finding a seat in the supermarket, He Zhou opened the strawberry milk cake and took several mouthfuls with a plastic spoon: "It's delicious."

Wen Ye didn't eat much by himself, but kept smiling and watching his elementary school brother.

At this time, several trainees passed by the supermarket, saw He Zhou, and said, "Zhou Zhou, you have been promoted from class F to class B, why don't you go to pick up the new class uniform? You are late and the number of clothes is not complete."

It was only then that He Zhou remembered that he was going to take the foreman's uniform. Before he could finish eating the strawberry milk cake, he hurriedly got up and bid farewell to his senior, Wen Ye.

However, Wen Ye still stayed in Class A because of the theme song assessment, so there was no need to get new clothes.

Wen Ye quietly watched the little brother go away, and then moved the cake that the little brother hadn't finished eating in front of him.

He gently picked up He Zhou's used plastic spoon, took a mouthful of the cake and put it in his mouth, he did not swallow it for a long time, greedily savoring the taste of the cake.

"It's really delicious." Wen Ye's amber pupils narrowed slightly.

In addition to the strawberry flavor of the cake itself, you can also taste the light and fresh milk fragrance, just like the taste of He Zhou.

He looked at the direction in which the elementary school boy left, and there was some kind of boiling emotion hidden in his seemingly calm eyes: "It's delicious."